You're Invited. To a UV Rave. [Open]

[ethanbialecki]

For an event so well known, there had been almost no advertising. The venue located in an old warehouse near the docks that had been renovated purposefully for such an event. And yet it had drawn quite a large local crowd - to the displeasure of some.

Everybody that pays the entry fee receives a free glass of champagne and a small bottle of UV paint in their prefered colour upon entry.

 

Throughout there are bars serving a vast variety of drinks and 'paint stations' complete with brushes and vast arrays of coloured UV paints. Allowing clubbers to be as creative with their ideas... or just plain messy as they wish.

There are two DJs, playing in different sections, one with the more traditional 'Electronic Dance' style of music, the other playing a selection of requests and popular classics.

It's designed to be a night the people of Siren Cove will remember - or forget if they choose to drink enough.



(OOC: I realise we have quite a few people on hiatus. Please feel free to join in even if you're late. Tag whoever you want, take who you like and have a lot of fun. Below I have included a couple of playlists - but I have terrible tastes in music so feel free to find your own playlists as backing inspiration)

UV Rave: The Club Anthem Mix from hitchhikingon on 8tracks Radio.

UV Rave: The EDM Mix from hitchhikingon on 8tracks Radio.

Comments

[davin]

Davin lets out a delighted laugh as he follows Nathan. The guy's a little over the top and kind of ridiculous, but in a charming, intriguing way. Davin works his way through glowing, paint-splattered bodies to follow, finally catching Nathan's hand when they're near the door and away from the crush of bodies. "Where to now, pied piper?"

[bachjones]

"My lair, sweet man, my lair."

He pulls him against him for another kiss. "But only because the weather is not friendly enough for a dance on a roof."

[davin]

"You know, when you say things like my lair, it really should sound creepier than it does. You have a gift." He laughs and winks to let him know he's just teasing, holding his hand and tipping his head back into the cool night air. "I dunno, I kind of like it a bit chilly."

He gives Nathan a wry smirk. "Makes warmin' up a lot more fun."

[bachjones]

"Hey, you made clear that you wanted something bed like and no company. That's what I can offer at my place."

He winks. "Have you seen me? I'm pure innocence, I have to do something to keep the mystery alive."

[davin]

Davin lets out a bark of laughter and spins Bach in a circle to music only they can hear before pulling him in close and kissing him. "Yeah, you're real innocent. Lead the way."

[bachjones]

"Never hurt a fly. I have a cat to do that for me." He pulls him along. "Come along, Shakespeare. Time for bed."

[davin]

"Yeah, you seem like a cat person." Davin lets himself be tugged along, enjoying the attention and the attraction and the companionship right along with the cool night air on his skin. "Gonna tuck me in, huh? Sing me a lullaby?"

[bachjones]

"I seem like a cat person?"

Bach shakes his head. "Now I'm worried. I thought it was clear I needed a ride from you, not a teddy bear to fall asleep with. Although that could be dessert, if you enjoy such a thing."

[davin]

"Oh, you'll get what ya need from me." Davin grins and turns to press him up against the outside of a brick building, gripping his hips and leaning in for a kiss. He licks into Nathan's mouth and nibbles at his upper lip before pulling away to brush their noses together. "But I wouldn't say no to the cuddlin' either."

[bachjones]

He groans into the kiss, his body alert enough to make sure the promise will be followed upon. "Just another corner."

Bach blows him a kiss. "I'll even make you toast for breakfast if you're satisfactory."

[davin]

Davin laughs with his whole body and comes up behind Nathan, biting lightly at the back of his neck as he rests a hand on his hip, thumb slipping into the front pocket of his pants. "How hard to I have t'work to get a whole breakfast?"

He grins and kisses the back of his neck before pulling away to grab his hand, tugging him forward. "C'mon, lead the way. I'm cold, and I need you t'warm me up."

[bachjones]

"Depends on what you call working hard."

He pats his pockets for a second before remembering his key was in his shoe, fishing it out and opening the front door. "My place is a mess, I promise. But the mattress is whole, the lube always present and my shower goes from freezing hot to Sahara cold for whatever your temperature needs are."

Bach pulls in. "Two stairs up, go."

[davin]

"Then I guess we're all set." Davin chuckles as climbs the stairs, happy to be inside where it's warmer. He pulls off his sweat-damp shirt as soon as the door is shut and starts trying to scrub the paint from his skin with it.

[bachjones]

"Wait, what are you doing?" Bach follows him, having his first good look at the material he only felt before.

"You think I'm going to worry about paint anywhere?"

[davin]

Davin looks up and smiles, flinging his shirt across the back of the sofa and spreading his arms like he's offering himself up. He looks Nathan over again now that they're in the light, and he finds that he's no less hungry than he was before. "I was just tryin' t'be a courteous guest."

[bachjones]

He takes those open arms as an invitation, bending a little before throwing him over his shoulder. It's just a few steps to his "bed room", but Bach wants to get closer acquainted to that ass. or maybe he's just feeling silly.

"Don't bother."

[davin]

Davin's breath hitches in surprise when Nathan picks him up, but he just laughs as he's slung over a shoulder and reaches down to lightly slap Nathan's ass, kicking off his shoes as he's carried across the room. "Don't be courteous, got it."

[bachjones]

"You better focus all your attention on my ass, alright."

He lets him down on the mattress, kicks off his shoes and dives on his pillow to find the necessary lube. If Davin wanted to play safe, Bach was sure he had some condoms somewhere as well. Somewhere.

[davin]

"Well, if you insist." Davin wriggles on the mattress and flicks open his jeans, pausing to raise an eyebrow when Nathan sits up with just lube in his hand. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a condom, handing it pointedly to Nathan. Someday, when he's in a relationship and they've both been tested, he'll forgo the rules. But until then, he's playing it safe. "Put it on me?"

He blinks somewhat owlishly up at Nathan and shimmies out of his jeans and underwear, blushing slightly as he spreads himself out naked on the bed.

[bachjones]

Oh.

"Ah." This is new. Usually there's a much larger all or nothing attitude to the subject.

Bach palms his crotch, takes the condom with his free hand and gets down on his knees. "Now relax, this might tickle."

[davin]

Nathan doesn't seem entirely thrilled with the condom, but it's a subject that Davin isn't going to budge on. He's about to open his mouth and say something, but then Nathan is touching him and all that comes out is a low moan.

"It'll be good, I promise," Davin tells him, reaching out to bury his fingers in Nathan's hair and watching as he sinks down onto his knees. "Fuck, you're hot."

[bachjones]

"I know."

It takes Bach a second because shit when was the last time he used a condom, and shit again, maybe he's more than the stranger father he has than he wants to be. But in reward for the horrid taste of latex he gets Davin's sharp intake and warm, heavy dick on his tongue.

"Good", he mumbles. Really good.

[davin]

Davin hadn't meant that he had to wear the condom during oral, because he's safe but he's not always that safe, but then it's on and Nathan is sucking him down and oh god. Even through the latex his tongue is perfect, and Davin whimpers as his cock jerks in Nathan's mouth.

"God, that feels good." He lifts his head and cups Nathan's cheek, thumbing at the corner of his mouth to feel the stretch of it. "You look amazin'."

[bachjones]

Bach just winks at him, because if he thinks this is going to be all he's got another thing coming.

He searches for the lube until giving up and gesturing at Davin with two fingers, hoping to get the message across. Yes, he's impatient but no, no way he's not going to need lube.

[davin]

It takes Davin a little while to notice the gestures, eyes closed in pleasure as they are, but he finally blinks down at Nathan's fingers and moves into action. He finds the lube and sits up a little, grabbing Nathan's wrist and sucking pulling those two fingers into his mouth. He sucks on them, tasting the pads of them and tonguing at the webbing between, bobbing his head a few times before he releases them with an obscene pop.

He grins down at Nathan and squirts some lube onto his spit-slick fingers, spreading it around for him.